It is a lovely morning here - cold with a sharp wind blowing, but bright and sunny. As the farmer drew back the bedroom curtains at ten minutes past seven (Sunday is the day when he has a 'lie-in') a barn owl swooped past the window. Sadly I didn't see it but we do know it lives in one of our barns.
And true to the old adage about St Valentine's day being the day when the birds choose their mates for the year, as I stood at the sink I saw Mr and Mrs Sparrow busily chucking bits out of a nest box in readiness for their new nest this year. So in spite of there being snow on our moor and on Penn Hill it is reassuring to know that Spring really is getting close to the corner.